Why does God allow injustice? How’s that for a loaded question? Well, if you’re looking for the answer here, I’m sorry to disappoint you. Because I don’t have a clue. I’m still trying to figure that one out for myself. In fact, I received soul-crushing news this week. News of unfathomable injustice. The kind of news that makes you physically ill right down to the core of your existence. My chest literally hurt. I couldn’t breathe. I heard and my heart pounded, my lips quivered at the sound; decay crept into my…
I was born in October. The trees sing happy birthday to me every year with their explosion of colors and vibrant beauty. Every year my mom tells me the story of how she remembers looking out the window after giving birth to me and seeing all the beautiful foliage. This must be why fall is my favorite season. There’s even a different smell in the air. You know what I mean? Fall invokes happiness and celebration within me. Winter is by far my least favorite season. I hate, hate being cold. I especially hate the long, grey days…
I’d like to invite you to come along on a spiritual journey with me. Before we begin, I’d like to get one thing straight…I am not a professional writer. I’m definitely not a pastor, a theologian, or even a Sunday school teacher. I’m just a woman who has gone through a lot of painful stuff. And maybe not even as much stuff as some. Everything is relative, right? But I have had my fair share of pain and frustration. And along the way I’ve learned how to lean…
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